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Remo leaned back in his leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin as he studied Tony. "Did you get the CCTV and the woman's identity?" he asked, his voice low and measured.

Tony nodded, sliding a folder across the desk. "Yes, I did. It seems her father is a businessman, one of Harrison's big investors."

Remo's lips curled into a smirk. "How lucky for us," he mused, tapping his fingers thoughtfully on the desk. "Well, she will surely retaliate. Give back the CCTV. When the man finds out Abby's identity, I'm sure he would pull out his investments because he thinks Abby now owns the company."

Tony nodded, understanding the implications. "You want me to make sure he finds out?"